Day 3 started out strong. We were only a few blocks from the park so we stopped and had a quick breakfast and off to Broadway in Bryant Park we went. It was so freaking hot. I ended up going through my water pretty quick and went to get another and found a stand that sold umbrellas and I jumped at that. Best $20 I spent all day. We were out there for about 2.5 hours. It was unbelievably hot. The poor performer's! About the time we left I made the comment that I forgot to take my Zyrtec that morning and my throat was starting to get scratchy. Famous last words. Did I mention it was hot?
From Bryant Park we went to the Highline and checked out the Vessel. It doesn't look as impressive in pictures but it is beautiful. Entrance to the structure is closed because there were a lot of suicides from the upper level. They are putting railings up, hopefully it won't impact the appearance too much. We got there for the end of the individual women's gymnastics comp. They had a screen set up right at the base of the Vessel and it was, again, so much fun to watch that way, we got to watch Simone get that gold. I think I liked watching at the vessel more than RC. But something about that area just drew me in.
It was getting late afternoon and there is a mall right at the base of the structure so we decided to go in and visit the facilities and see about getting a late lunch. We ended up at Shake Shack. Not sure if we were starving or if it was really that good. It is so much better than In and Out. I have never gotten the appeal of that place. We have Whataburger that I would take over I&O though, just not that impressed. But I digress.
HMF wanted to check out the portal, which is a live feed set up with another portal in Dublin. At one point they shut it down because people suck and they were doing questionable stuff for the other side to witness. It is still open but the hours are pretty short so we didn't get to interact with it. I was dragging, I thought I had gotten too much sun and heat so I was ready to go back to the hotel and get a quick shower before show night number 2. Since we ate late we weren't going to eat before.
I still hadn't official seen the statue of liberty. I am fine with that. I had a great view when I flew in the first time. We had planned on going then but it was so rainy we didn't go. I was too sick to want to go and fight crowds so HMF decided to do the one world observatory so we could at least see it. It was kind of a neat way to end the visit because you have such a great almost 360 view. When I go to NYC I am primarily there to see Broadway and I did that.
There is a Times Square tourist trap called RiseNY that is close to the hotel, we had to go back and get our bags and catch a ride and since it was close we decided to check it out. They have a ride like Soarin' at Disney. It was over priced but fun up until the end when we caught up to a middle school field trip. They ended up letting us ride the ride twice because they felt bad. The ride was a blast. We decided to see if Ellen's Stardust Diner was busy to catch lunch, it is staffed by singing waitstaff and I had read a lot about it. They don't take reservations and wait times can me LLLOOOOONNNNG. But we caught it just right and got right in. The food was not good, entertainment was awesome.
From there we went to the hotel, got our luggage and headed to the airport. There is a little spa at there and we decided to get a foot and leg massage. I was miserable and thought it might help. I guess it kind of did but not long after the massage was over I got a text that our flight was delayed. We looked outside and there was a torrential downpour. I knew that wasn't a good sign at all. As expected, all the flights were cancelled. At this point I was on the verge of tears. Rational thought was out the window. My sister sent me the AA 800 number and I called to get flights changed. HMF was going to start a new job on that Monday so the priority was to get her home. I got her a flight out at 2:30 the next afternoon out of JFK instead of LGA, which was a lucky find. They found me one out of JFK but it was flying into OKC, which is about an hour and a half from home so I booked that. Under different circumstances I would have told HMF to leave and I would have stayed the weekend and saw more shows but that was not an option. Unsure what they would do with the luggage, we stayed around. They did end up offloading the bags so it was probably a good thing we stayed. I was miserable and HMF wasn't helping, she just kept telling me that it was anxiety. Bish I don't get travel anxiety (one of the few types I DON'T get). The good news was I got in touch with another AA rep who was able to get me a flight to Tulsa. I kept saying I am getting sick and she blew it off. She asked me if I was going to be extra about a hotel. I asked her what she considered extra? I am fine with clean and safe. Turns out the hotel she found was neither. She went through hotel.com, which I am not a huge fan of to begin with. I think we got our bags close to 10 pm, our flight was supposed to leave at 8:30 so we almost would have been home. We got a cab to the grossest place ever. We walked in and the lobby reeked of pot smoke. The lobby desk was covered in bulletproof glass. I held it together until we got to the room and it smelled so bad of cigarette smoke. I refused to put my luggage on the couch or bed and sat on the wood coffee table until I finally had a breakdown and said I can't stay here. I said I don't care what a hotel costs, I would pay it. I could not stay in that room. HMF was pissed. She slung her luggage around and didn't say anything to me. I told her that although I didn't feel safe there or leaving her there by herself she was welcome to stay but I was out. I got an uber to a hotel in Brooklyn off the line that runs to JFK. When we left HMF flung the keys at the front desk. Well, come to find out they asked for her DL to make a copy of (yeah they had to run it through the copy machine) and she forgot to take it out. I was so over it at that point I had not a single fuck to give. I paid for the uber, I paid for the hotel and I slept hard after taking a silkwood shower.
Despite all of that my flight home was pretty unremarkable. HMF got stuck in Charlotte. She was supposed to be home around 10ish but they had issues and her connection didn't even leave until after I had landed. When I got to the car I just collapsed in tears. I found a home covid test and took that and I have never seen a test that positive almost instantly. By Sunday I was running over 104 fever, zero stars. The funny thing is I was convinced I wanted to move to NYC, or at least stay for an extended time but once I got sick the thought of walking to the subway to get a ride to the doctor was more than I could handle so looks like I'm gonna be in OK a little longer, lol
I didn't ask for a penny for either of the hotel stays and I haven't gotten an offer of any money towards that or the Outsiders tickets. It's now worth fighting over and I will take it as a lesson to just go by myself next time as the reason I wanted her to go was to split the hotel costs. I really had doubts after the last night if our friendship would survive but we are fine now. We ended up going to see the touring version of Moulin Rouge on Sunday and had a good time. We did decide to renew our season tickets to make sure we get guaranteed ticket options for the Outsiders tour. I called and got that renewed Monday. When she didn't venmo me the money by Tuesday evening I sent her a venmo request. She made the comment that she wanted to make sure it went through because she can't afford to send it twice. Ya don't say, imagine if you would have paid the $450 you owe me for the hotel! Again, lesson learned.
And now back to my regularly scheduled life. I took a week off sick. I WFH on Monday and made it through so I went in on Tuesday. It wore me out but I made it. I am back in the office today and will do my normal make an appearance and dip thing tomorrow.
Dennis called me yesterday and talked for a long time. We ended up going to lunch and talking. Things aren't good but they are, I guess. He hasn't heard back from the doctor. I have mychart and check it for test results but I guess he doesn't have it. I told him to maybe call them this afternoon. He took Bai to the vet to get his shots. I hate taking him because he is so reactive, (Bai, not Dennis). But he did ok. Britney, the girl who took care of him while he was quarantined was there and I think that made it a little easier.
Not sure what the future holds but I do know that I have one foot out the door and I think he is starting to realize that as well. I go see my therapist on Monday, I am sure he won't go but the offer is still there. He still needs to see someone but that is a him problem that I can't fix.
OK, I have a meeting. I have been writing this for like 3 days, lol.
